It was our last summer hurrah. And I proposed something politically incorrect, even sexist! My husband proposed going to Yankee Stadium with our grandson and son-in-law. I looked at my daughter and granddaughter. What were we- chopped liver? I ordered tickets to the Gazillion Bubble Show and we had a girls day. My granddaughter was picked to go onstage and since she believes she is Elsa, she had no problem pretending that the stage was a winter setting and the the bubbles were snow.
And what kind of girls day does not end with a little shopping spree?